Killing the Mortal Deity

The peak of Yunwu Mountain was shrouded in arcane energy and the wind was howling.

The mist had already been lifted by the power of their battle, and the body of Chen Fan and Li Changsheng appeared. One of them was wrapped in azure light with black hair and black eyes like the Azure God, while the other was in the Taoist robe and was surrounded by purple Qi like a Perfected Immortal.

Li Changsheng looked pale at the moment.

Chen Fan said calmly with his hands behind his back, "You came along with six peak-stage Immortal State Warriors to fight against me, but five of them have already died and one escaped. You can only use three to five hours more of your Mortal Deity power with your reserves. After that, you'll explode without me moving a finger. Li Changsheng, what else so you have?"

Every word he said made Li Changsheng's pupils shrink, becoming needle-thin in the end.